Wednesday 26th February

.

It walks along beside me

It follows my every stride

Occasionally tapping my shoulder

And from it I cannot hide

It lays its head on my pillow

And infiltrates my dreams

I know I’ll learn to live with it

But my mind still silently screams

.

Love you forever

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Low tide

Porthmeor Beach

Many, many seagulls dipping and diving around Gowner Rock

Blue skies, but quite chilly

Less breezy on the harbour